Mr. Lawyer, the young ones don’t get married in a flash!

"The courtyard house at No. 76 in Ping'an Village, if I can get it back for Miwa, can you give me a chance to talk to me about the cooperation?" To be hung up on the phone, he quickly threw out the bait.

The courtyard house at No. 76 in Ping’an Village is the place where Miwa lived with her grandmother when she was a child. Now the government requires unified planning to tear it down and rebuild it into a resort. With a sum of money, she bought a three-bedroom house in the urban area. When she came back from abroad, the matter of the courtyard house was a foregone conclusion.

Not many people know about this matter, but Miwa's senior fans know it very well. After all, there is no one in this world who knows more about the private life of a public figure than fans.

Xin Ying threw this bait just to take a gamble and see if she made the right bet.

There was silence in the air for a few seconds, and the assistant on the other side said: "When Miss Bai Jing called me before this matter, she also said that she has the ability to take it down, but I don't know if you will do it first or she will do it first." It can be done, but I have to say that you really know Miwa very well and know what you like, but I also tell you that this matter is basically impossible, so you don't need to waste your thoughts in vain."

In order to get back the courtyard house, Mi Wa did not spend much effort. When she knew that her uncle had sold the courtyard, she was so angry that she came to find her uncle. Her aunt said that it was the courtyard house left by her grandmother. A granddaughter of hers was not eligible. Inheritance, if you sign it, you sign it. Where can it be her turn to dictate?
To Uncle Miwa's family, that courtyard house is an old house. No one lives there anymore, and it's a waste to keep it. Since the government is willing to pay for it, they are happy to spend the money to live a comfortable life in the city. .

However, for Miwa, that courtyard house contained all her childhood memories, how could she be willing to let it go?If possible, she would buy it back at any cost.

However, now that the government is going to rebuild, it is basically difficult to get the house back.

Knowing this, Assistant Mi Wa said that they were wasting their efforts. However, since someone is willing to try, then she doesn't have to tell the whole story. If it can be done, let's talk further.

"Then, if I do it, are you willing to have a serious talk with me?" Xin Ying just wanted the other party to make sure. If the other party still refuses to give her a chance after she has done it, then her efforts are not in vain. ?
"Don't worry, as long as you can bring back that courtyard house, Miwa will not refuse any request you make, except murder and arson, of course, but as far as the condition you just mentioned is still possible, I can guarantee it for her This." The assistant said, "Okay, I'm still busy, so I won't tell you so much, and you can call me after you finish."

The other party seemed to be sure that she couldn't do it, so she hung up the phone in a few words, but fortunately, the other party gave a certain sentence, as long as she can do it, everything else is easy to talk about.

"Boss, didn't Bai Jing say that her fiancé is the mayor's son? No matter how you look at it, she has the upper hand. Can you snatch food from her?" Zhang Bing lay on the table with a face full of disbelief. look.

"That's right, whether it's demolished or rebuilt is not a matter of a word." Chen Xiao echoed weakly.

This matter, no matter how you look at it, is unlikely.

Moreover, everyone knows that the area of ​​Ping'an Village is in the suburbs, but with the development of the city, these surrounding villages are bound to develop. To develop, they must be built in a unified way, not for the sake of city appearance, but for the sake of city appearance. Those old houses have some history. If one day they collapse, it will be a worrying thing.

"That's not necessarily true." Xin Ying raised her eyebrows. The mayor can't abuse his power. Besides, urban planning is under the control of the planning bureau. Huo Gang, the director of the planning bureau, also checked it just now. That's a thorn head.

It is said that in the early years, he also served as the deputy mayor of a certain city, but because he was too stubborn and not easy to change, he offended Shangfeng, so he was transferred to this N city to become the director of a planning bureau.

However, this is a good official who serves the people wholeheartedly. As long as she can make a reasonable report and convince that Director Huo, it may not be difficult to get back the ownership of the courtyard house.

"Okay, you all have to work overtime to prepare the products for the fashion season. I'll go back and find a way. Anyway, before the first show, I will definitely be able to win Miwa." Xin Ying said, throwing the bag on her shoulder, The corner of his lips curled up, and his whole body exuded a radiance of confidence.

Ye Xun softened his brows and eyes, and stretched out his arms to wrap her shoulders. He liked to see Xin Ying's radiant look, as if she could overcome all difficulties.

The two got into the car, and Ye asked, "How are you going to convince each other?"

Xin Ying leaned back on the seat, and said lazily, "I haven't made up my mind yet, why don't we go to Heping Village to have a look first."

After reading it first, she came up with a plan report that was better than building a resort, otherwise, how could she easily impress that bull-like stubborn Director Huo.

Ye Xun nodded and started the car: "Do you need my help?"

Xin Ying shook her head, she didn't want people to think that she was an airy person who relied on a bunch of backstage but had no ability at all, she wanted to win against Bai Jing with her strength.

Bai Jing wanted Mi Wa, but she wanted to poach her corner, no matter how difficult it was, she would do it.

An hour later, the car stopped at the entrance of Ping'an Village.

This is an ancient village with a history of hundreds of years. Many houses are still made of wood. The road leading to the village is still the original stone road. Although it is very uneven, there are traces of history everywhere.

"It's not bad here." Xin Ying stepped on the large uneven stone road, looked at the quaint tile-roofed houses, and occasionally there were Chinese New Year lanterns hanging under the eaves of some houses. There are towering trees, and there is a river in the village, stretching all the way along the mountain to the distance.

"It's a bit wasteful to make a resort here." Ye Xun said, "In fact, this place can be protected as an intangible cultural heritage, properly opened to the outside world, and outsiders are allowed to visit. I think making a semi-open scenic spot is better than a It’s much better to be a very commercial resort.”

Xin Ying nodded: "It's the same as my opinion. The original appearance can be kept here. Those old houses can be repaired. Those trees are also very valuable and cannot be cut down, but the river can be repaired to make it more beautiful and increase the number of people. The characteristic products of some ancient villages, as long as they are popular, are no worse than those resorts, after all, there are not many such complete ancient villages in the country now."

Xin Ying already had a preliminary idea in her mind. After they walked around the village, they felt a little hungry. They saw a small stall at the entrance of the village selling their special snacks. She pulled Ye Xun over and asked for two bowls.

Ye Xun frowned.

Although he himself doesn't have such a serious young master's disease, after all, when performing tasks, sometimes he can't even get food, so he grabs what can wrap his stomach and fills it in his stomach. Although he doesn't reject those convenience foods, but He is not too fond of roadside stalls.

Especially when he saw that the old man who set up the stall didn't wash his hands clean, and he used that hand to get bowls for them. When she lifted the lid of the pot, there was a layer of oil floating in the pot, and immediately It made him lose his appetite.

The owners of most roadside stalls are also very careful, at least in front of customers, they will not be so careless. Therefore, if Xin Ying wants to eat once in a while, it is not easy for him to stop him, but now, he is really very Want to stop her, want to drag her back to the city to eat.

However, Xin Ying had already taken the bowl of red and oily food from the old man with a smile, and there was a bunch of messy food mixed in it, which had no sense of beauty at all.

Xin Ying brought the food to a small table beside him. There were two bowls on the table that others had eaten and hadn't had time to take away. The cloth wiped the table casually.

Ye Xun stood where he was, without moving for a long time.

Xin Ying sat down on the small stool in a down-to-earth manner, picked up a spoon and took a bite, then widened her eyes, and sighed: "It's delicious, hey, why don't you come and taste it?"

Xin Ying pointed to the bowl opposite her and looked at him and asked.

She knew that this guy was probably sick again, but because of her face, she couldn't get into a fit, so she could only stand there. Seeing her greet him now, he seemed to think for a long time before he said with difficulty: "I'm not too hungry, you can eat."

Xin Ying rolled her eyes, like to eat or not, as if she begged him.

Xin Ying lowered her head and ate happily. The soup was very rich. Although it didn't look good, the ingredients inside tasted very fresh.

"Girl, is it delicious?" the old man asked with a smile.

Xin Ying nodded: "Grandma, what kind of soup do you have, so thick?" It can be seen in the soup that there are a lot of tomatoes, and then some diced mushrooms, and some unnamed side dishes, in short, thick , and refreshing, very delicious.

"It's made of fish soup. It's the fish caught in the river in the village. It's very fresh, and I'll stop work when I sell out these things. There won't be overnight. The ingredients in those soups are all from the mountains. The ones I pick are all pollution-free, and the taste is particularly good, and I can sell thirty or forty bowls every day." The old man was talking, his eyes and eyebrows were full of happiness.

There are only about twenty households left in this village, so if she can sell thirty or forty bowls, it is already very good.

"But, I heard that this place is going to be rebuilt, and many people have moved away. Why don't you move?"